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Hedgelaying

Instead of a fence, we laid a hedge: not shrubbery you’d find in magazines, but a breathing barrier of rods and pleachers brought together to keep the…

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Fill me

You can come and fill my songs, my imagination, my poems, like waft of wind in summer, like a dandelion, like a song of a wren, like…

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Salt Stone Sweet

Come listen, listen, listen To this tale I have to tell. Come listen to this tale Of a village with the strangest well. Come every one of…

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The black hat

There’s no forgiveness in this scalpel scoring my forehead. I’m a pumpkin shell carefully, firmly sliced open, the sound inside my head like a tearing, a blackbird…

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The Pont Mirabeau

Under the pont Mirabeau flows the Seine          With it our loves     And strange to be minded Joy follows always after pain   Let night come…

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The Dragon

When you first looked up at the stars And saw the art of my wings flying free Did you dream about you and me Traveling to worlds…

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Cities

Behold, I will do a new thing; now it shall spring forth… I will even make a way in the wilderness, and rivers in the desert. (Isa…

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Transplants

Way back east where the green things grow Trees show up naturally, like cities with squares Attract walkers, like families with religion Attract children. The trees there…

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Too Bright to See

It’s too dark out now to catch fireflies She sighed, and while not quite right Neither was it, I believe, a childish lie- A cast line, rather,…

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Trinity

The Father sings his Word into the void, From the depth of his heart bursts out this spring, Creation’s waterfall by Spirit buoyed, The breath of love…

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